Releasing me as quickly as he started, Garrett lifts me to my feet and uses his hand on my nape to guide me over to Axel’s seat. Pushing me back down onto my knees in front of the chair, Garrett lifts my wrists and plants them either side of the armchair before shifting down behind me. The head of his dick slides against my entrance, his hand snaking around my body until his palm is pressed against my clit. With his fingers holding me open for him, he slides his whole length into me in one smooth movement. Crying out, his free hand curls around my neck and settles under my chin, pushing my head up to lock eyes with Axel’s.
Axel has released his dick from his pants, his fisted hand slowly pumping up and down his shaft as he watches our every move. Although not together like before, the three of us are bonded in this moment, our pleasure and ragged breaths mingling in the air. My cries echo around the room as Garrett builds up a vigorous rhythm, each thrust hitting my G-spot. His fingers tighten around my neck and groin, purely animalistic noises sounding behind me, but Axel is the opposite. Calm, composed. Legs spread wide, casually stroking the impressive length of his cock, his eyes churning with yearning at the scene being played out for him.
My eyes flick down to the bead of precum glistening on top of his dark purple head, my tongue instantly darting out to wet my bottom lip. Smirking down at me, Axel runs the knuckles of his free hand across my nipple and I arch my back in response, desperate to be closer to him. Every drag of his fingers sends sparks flying throughout my body, my toes curled, and fists clenched. Abandoning his dick, he gives my tits his full attention, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger with the occasional sharp pinch. I try to lean into his touch, but Garrett has me locked in place, pounding relentlessly, and filling me completely.
An orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave, delicious destruction tearing me apart on a scream. Garrett’s hand shifts towards my mouth and I bite down hard on the fleshly part between his thumb and forefinger, riding out the intense waves with muffled moans. My walls are gripping Garrett’s shaft so tightly, he’s momentarily forced to slow while I bathe in the euphoric feeling, I hadn’t realised I’d missed until now. My limbs is a mixture of tingling yet heavy. If Garrett wasn’t holding me, I’d have melted into a blissful puddle on the floor and refuse to get back up again.
Axel’s eyes haven’t wandered from mine, still smoothing his hand up and down on his dick. I shift my hands from the edge of the seat, drifting across the leather to rest on his thighs. Garrett tries to yank me backwards into his body until Axel warns him off, a silent conversation passing between the two which I’m too distracted to concentrate on with Axel’s cock straining for my attention.
“Gently,” Garrett whispers into my ear almost threateningly. He slows his pace and curls my braid around his hand to keep control as I lean forward to take all of Axel into my mouth. His velvet softness eases across my tongue as I carefully pull back, licking every drop of saltiness from his rounded helmet. Axel’s leaned all the way back, groaning and urging me to continue with his palm on my head. Garrett grinds deep within me, a sensual shift in our usual dynamic which I’m not complaining about.
Keeping my pace slow, I take Axel between my lips again and again, swirling my tongue around his tip each time. Gripping the base tightly in my hand, I pump alongside my steady movements until the desperation in his groans call for more. Sucking and occasionally scraping my teeth along his length, I take him deep into my mouth just as he explodes on a curse, warm salty cum squirting directly down my throat. Garrett holds me in place by my hair, forcing me to take everything Axel wants to give, not that I would have moved anyway.
The second I pull myself free following Axel’s release, Garrett picks up his punishing rhythm. His hands wind around me like a cobra pinning its prey in place, driving into me at such a speed I can barely catch my breath. Each slam of his body against my ass feels like a spank, his movements harsh as if he needs to teach me some sort of lesson. His mouth finds my neck, biting down sharply which has me crying out in protest a second before another orgasm rakes through my body.
Stars burst behind my eyelids, my inner walls rippling with pleasure. Still he doesn’t relent, using me to vent all of his pent-up sexual frustration. My nails rip into the arms of the chair, Garrett’s shouts joining mine as his cock swells and pulses within me. Finally freeing me from his hold as he chases his release, I slump forward onto Axel’s thigh. I’m definitely going to ache in the morning, but I don’t regret a second of it. At least, not right now. Garrett grinds against me one last time, prolonging his pleasure before leaning over me. His fingers interlink with Axel’s, the three of us absorbing the last few moments before our troubles return with a vengeance.
Before long, Garrett lifts his weight from my back, his arm around my middle taking me
